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beautiful butterfly

City C, a certain university.

The outside of the mathematics classroom was crowded with boys from all grades. They were vying to occupy a favorable position, as if they were waiting for something exciting.

"You saw everything yesterday. Can you help me find a place for my brother today?" A certain boy glared angrily at the big brother next to him, who was leaping forward with his physical advantage.

"Holy shit, seeing beautiful things once is not enough. Don't say I'm not interesting enough. We grew this body just for today."

"If you have the guts, don't throw your smelly socks into my basin at night."

"You're too petty...Okay, I'll let you stand next to me later."

"That's pretty much it."

bell....

The crisp ringing of the school bell was like a struck match, which immediately lit the fire outside the door. Amidst the crowds of people, someone shouted loudly: "There, there."

A group of girls walked out of the classroom after class. The boys immediately made way for them and followed them with eyes like fish.

"I fainted, why do I do this every day?" Tang Duoduo sighed while packing up his books: "Have those boys never seen a woman in their lives? The door was surrounded by water after class. I think they are eating

There is nothing to do when you are full, or else you have too much energy and nowhere to vent it. Are all adolescent men like this?"

While she was chattering, the silent girl beside her never spoke.

There will be no classes in this classroom for a while, so she is not in a hurry to go out. She holds her chin in one hand and gently flips the books on the table with the other.

Her hands are white and slender, without any unnecessary decoration, soft and boneless to the touch, her nails are neatly trimmed, and her fingertips are a delicate pink.

She tilted her face slightly, and tied her hair into a ponytail at the back of her head. A few strands of mischievous strands hung down on the side of her face. She stretched out her hand and gently tucked them behind her ears, revealing her long, slightly trembling eyelashes, like butterflies.

The wings parted slightly, creating an intoxicating fragrance.

Her skin was as white as jade and porcelain, as if a deep dimple could pop out with just a touch of hand.

But the most beautiful thing is the pair of autumn eyes like water. Although they are hanging down lazily, there seems to be light like stars flowing out from there.

She didn't need to do anything, she just stayed there quietly, as if all the prosperity around her was inferior to it.

When she is quiet, she is like a delicate flower shining in the water, and when she is moving, she is like a weak willow blowing in the wind. I am afraid this word is the most appropriate word to describe her.

Listening to the constant whistles coming from the door, Tang Duoduo finally couldn't bear it anymore and put a little red hat on her head: "What a shameless face."

She just chuckled and started to pack the books. She neatly put the books she had just read into her bag, stood up and said, "Let's go."

"Is anyone here to pick you up?" Tang Duoduo fiercely used her strong body to fend off the men who were watching. While talking to her here, she shouted at a high pitched voice over there: "Who wants to see me take off my clothes?"

Show him the clothes."

When everyone saw Tang Duoduo's spherical figure, they immediately gasped and stepped back.

Tang Duoduo raised an eyebrow at her: "Let the soldiers come to stop him. When the man comes, I will castrate him."

She covered her mouth and smiled, and there was a soul-stirring beauty in the gentle breeze.

It was just that short-lived smile that immediately caused all the boys to swallow their saliva.

Some of them have been studying in this university for five or six years, but they have never seen such a beautiful girl. No, no, not only in school, but also in daily life. Even those on TV with heavy makeup,

Celebrities who can be regarded as passers-by without makeup are not even one-tenth as good as her.

The boys were mentally searching for adjectives, but all of them felt that they were short of words. Some of them with some literary background even recited poems for her, but let alone the sour taste, the Korean kimchi was ready in three minutes.

She has only been in school for half a year and has already had many titles deducted. You may not know the principal, but you cannot help but know this school beauty of University A.

So much so that there was a saying that became popular later on: It would be better to be a big ghost than to die in beauty.

And the people from other schools who come here because of its reputation are like a surging river, continuous and endless.

Under the protection of Tang Duoduo, they successfully broke out of the encirclement.

"I asked you just now, will anyone pick you up?" Tang Duoduo was afraid that she would be harassed when she was away.

She nodded slightly, pointed to the tree-lined corridor in front of her and said, "It's over there."

Tang Duoduo looked in the direction of her finger. Under the tall sycamore tree, a man was standing with his back against the trunk. The sunlight shined through the lush leaves like gold, and fell in tiny pieces on his face.

On the body.

He looks about twenty-five or six years old, with short hair, the collar of his white shirt is slightly open, and the shirt cuffs are rolled up to the middle of his arms, revealing wheat-colored skin, deep and lively eyes, a high nose bridge, and sexy lips, especially

When paired together, it looks like a work of God's ingenuity.

Tang Duoduo swallowed hard: "Oh my god, is this your man?"

She just smiled without explaining, and waved to Tang Duoduo: "See you tomorrow."

Tang Duoduo was still in a short-circuit state, and her chin was about to fall off her chest. She tried hard to straighten her face that was deformed due to excessive infatuation, and for the first time she felt sympathy for the crazy behavior of those boys.

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"get out of class is over, are you tired?" He threw away the bag in his hand, pressed it with his foot, walked forward, took her schoolbag and carried it to his shoulder.

She shook her head, "I'm not tired, how about you?"

"Me? I'm not tired either." He chuckled.

After laughing for a while, I didn't know what I was thinking of, and suddenly said to her: "I bought a new car, do you want to take a look?"

She raised her eyebrows in surprise: "Where did you get the money to buy a car?"

He took her hand and covered her eyes in displeasure: "Anyway, I just bought it. I'll count to three, and then you take your hand away."

She nodded.

He counted: "One"

"two"

"three."

She removed her hand that was blocking her eyes and saw him leaning against the sycamore tree with a smile, and beside him, a new... bicycle was parked there generously.

She couldn't help but laugh and raised her beautiful eyes: "Is this the car you are talking about?"

"Well, how about it? Let's show off." He brought the car over, sat on it, then patted the back seat: "Come up."

She hummed and sat sideways.

"The terminal station of this train is Taoyuan Station. You have to pay a coin when you get on the train. The fare is one yuan." He said and suddenly turned around and asked, "Where is the ticket?"

She took out a coin from her pocket and threw it into his jacket pocket.

He nodded with satisfaction: "Passengers, please hold on, preferably hold the driver's waist, as you make a sharp turn ahead."

She smiled and put her arms around his waist, "Let's go."

Both sides of the road were planted with flying weeping willows, and layers of daisies bloomed all over the mountains and plains.

He was riding a bicycle, whistling, and she was sitting behind him, smiling softly.

Large tracts of scenery passed by him, and the wind blew warmly into his sleeves. He couldn't help but ask loudly: "Qiu Mo, do you like Lin Jinfeng?"

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